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116 THE POBTBAIT.
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_.. I Need Not Linger Over The Early Daw...
done so , especially of late . I _sliall paint my Properzia nevertheless , and compel you to confessas an artistthat mine surpasses yours
as day excels night . " , , , " Thorwaldsen ' s Night is as beautiful as his Morning , " I gaily
answered ,- _" I defy you to make Properzia more beautiful , although you ought and must make a finer icture than a poor
novice in art could by any means produce . " p Before . Mr . Cleveland had time to replymy model oi the Lady of
Bologna had entered the room . , No sooner had I enjoyed the _pleastire conveyed to me by Mr .
Cleveland ' s recognition of my ca 2 _^ abilities as an artist , than that ray of brightness was darkened by the expression I read in the
countenance of Mrs . Bethune . There seems to be an irreversible law in connexion with
pleasure and pain as regards mortals ; a law w hich _mig-ht lead to the conclusion that joy is dangerous or deadlywhen we compare the
infinitesimal drops measured out to us in , comparison with the abundant supply of its opposite .
_" Mr . Cleveland seems quite pre-occupied this morning , " was the ' remark of Mrs . Bethune , in rather a freezing tone , the moment he
had left us . " I do not think he did you justice , " she continued , of with ur a sli skill ght smile ou on kno her w some delicate of li th p . " ai I nt hop ers e he f B is not jealous were yo g
envious of the g y ifts of their , Properzia . " p " None but the uglyspiteful Ainico" I answered " who slandered
her into the bargain , and , gives her bio , grapher the trouble , of telling us not to mind him , for the beautiful Properzia was a notable
housewife , as well as a sculptress and a musician . As I am not a maiden of such manifold rich iftsnot even a spiteful Amico
will trouble me . If Mr . Cleveland g becomes , jealous , it will be of yours , " and I laughed at the idea of Arthur Cleveland being
jealous of any one . " Emily" said Mrs . Bethune " you are still a child in many things
and form , too high an opinion , of people . Men are often great , deceptions . " A strong emphasis was laid on the great . I made
no reply , but thought that Mrs . Bethune was neither so charitable nor so amiable as she used to be . We seemed all of us getting out
of sorts , instead of getting into better frames of mind , as we should have been , considering it was Lent and there was no end of
churchgoing . As yet the surface was fair and polished , our calm was still undisturbed ; but the storm was preparing in the depthsand
, sounding among the hidden rocks .
\ ( To be continued . )'
116 The Pobtbait.
116 THE POBTBAIT .
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), April 1, 1861, page 116, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01041861/page/44/
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